No, not in the gay way. Wereally didn't know what that was anyhow. Here I was, after being shot by someone that wanted to get rid of me.Maybe he wante... to shoot another person, but hit me. William kissed medeeply. Maybe he thought he would give me the kiss of life. He told methat he loved me and would really miss me. I heard an ambulance coming with two black cars. Who called theambulance? As they were lifting me in the ambulance, I closed my eyes.Everything went slowly dark. I thought I was. “You were supposed to help set up.”Denise apologizes to her with two bottles of her favorite wine and an excuse. “I had something to take care of after work.”She's still sporting that sly grin on her lips, like a criminal relishing the excitement of eluding the authorities. Patsy takes the bait. “What? What?”Denise is too anxious to stop and explain. Her mind is still riding that high, chasing that thrill. She even can't be bothered to remind Patsy that their parents would kill her if they came. "Oh, God, not again", she said, "Oh, shit. Oh, yes. Oh, fuck. Oh, you love that pussy. My pussy taste good. Fucking love it when you eat it. Ooooooooooh! Aaaaaaaaaah! Love that tongue. Please keep that tongue in my pussy. Ooh. Ooh. Ooh. Yeeeeeeeeesssss. Oh, shit. Oh, fucking shit. Aaaaaaaaah! Aaaaaaaah!" By the evening we were on the floor with Cynthia cumming on the carpet. She was sucking my cock for the forth time or was it. Two Days went past, and every night it was the same dream, the same routine. Though tonight was different, she had school in the morning; maybe that would get her mind off things. Her classes went without a hitch. Her last class was art, so she knew it would be easy. She sat in her assigned seat and waited for the teacher to arrive. That's when it happened, the event that would change her life forever. "Good afternoon, class. Today we have a new student. Please everyone, this is Jasper," the.